The Infinite Sword System That Ravages the Dimension

Chapter 53 Solved

The heart is like the world, which has completely lost its original appearance.

Fire, swords, and alien sea water make up the general framework of the world, but it's not just that.

Wei Gong panted slightly, and the sky cloud in his hand slowly dissipated, and around him, the space was covered with cracks.

This is the result of the impact of power. The frontal impact of the two Tian Congyun almost broke the already strengthened inherent barrier.

In front of him was Susanoo who was out of breath, with blood streaming down his body.

However, after all, a life was saved.

"Why, it's obviously just a weapon made by mortals. Although it has divine nature, it can't even block the real Tian Congyun!"

That's right, just now, as a subordinate god, Amacongyun blocked the shocking blow, and Susanoo was spared. Otherwise, Susanoo's fate would have been even worse.

In an unimaginable situation, the sword of Amanokumo was obtained by Susanoo from the snake tail of Yamato no Orochi, and it is also his weapon. The Amanokumo sword created by Senko Muramasa is just a fake. Impossible to compare with myself.

what is the problem?

"Still haven't figured it out yet?"

The surrounding space gradually shattered, and the mental imagery world was no longer able to be maintained, or in other words, it was no longer necessary to maintain it.

"Perhaps in your eyes, that knife is just a counterfeit made by ordinary people, but in my eyes, this knife embodies the lifelong obsession of a legendary knife maker. This knife is Tian Congyun. , but it does not belong to your Tian Congyun, the ownership of this knife has always belonged to that knife maker, and I just borrowed it."

The surrounding space gradually shattered, revealing the gray scene outside.

Susanoo's body fell to the ground.

The same goes for Emiya.

The heavy rain is still dripping, and the world is still a gray scene.

"Tian Congyun is just a weapon to you. However, the belief that a mortal spends his whole life is sometimes more terrifying than a god. Such incidents have happened countless times."

"It seems to be the case. I didn't expect that human beings who are as weak as ants have such power?"

"So, do you want to continue?"

Wei Gong said lightly.

Susanoo did not lose his ability to fight. As the God of Steel, his defensive power was extremely strong, and his injuries were not as serious as what appeared on his body.

It is certain that it still has the power to fight again.

"Forget it, forget it, as an old guy, I have lost completely, but think about it, Emiya Shirou, in the secluded world, I can escape here in a single thought, your enchantment just now Broken, even if it is used again, there needs to be a time buffer, why don't we sit down and talk about it?"

"Do you think it's possible? Susano, don't think that you can escape in the secluded world. After all, if you want to kill someone, you can't just cut off the head with a knife."

The atmosphere of danger is permeating, and there is a feeling of eagerness to try.

At the same time, in another inherent barrier.

"Why are there so many strange guys recently, you zombie man, get down on the ground!"

Wearing heavy armor, Mordred waved the king sword in his hand, and attacked the skinny old monk in front of him.

Although the skinny old monk is only a Buddha in the flesh, he is inferior to the godslayer and the god of disobedience, but if he only compares his strength, he is still stronger than ordinary followers.

But there are exceptions to everything. Among the knights of the round table, most of the famous beings are top-level servants. Even Bedivere's force value is relatively low. After all, there are a pair of monsters among the knights of the round table , besides, Bedivere with the silver arm is not necessarily weaker.

In addition, in the inherent enchantment, their combat effectiveness has been further strengthened. Under such circumstances, it is not impossible to solve the existence of a body that has become a Buddha.

However, Mordred seemed to be very uncomfortable with the skinny old monk, so he volunteered to challenge him one-on-one.

Arturia agreed to the request without comment.

Just like that, a group of knights stood by, watching the battle in front of them together.

"Very good guy, is the cultivation technique of the Eastern people? Far more subtle than we imagined."

"But it can only stop here. Mordred's power is beyond his power. As long as he sees the time and releases the treasure, he can completely solve him. What's more, he should not have offended the king. !"

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Whispering voices sounded from the surrounding walls, and the Knights of the Round Table looked at the scene in front of them with great interest.

However, there are also a few people whose attention is not here.

Lancelot was in a strange state, looking to the left from time to time.

This is actually nothing, the point is, every time he looks to the left, there will be a harsh line of sight on his body in less than a second.

This happened several times in a row.

"Father, peeping at women is not the quality that a Knight of the Round Table should have. For that kind of person, Master Merlin is enough for Camelot, and there is no need for more."

The mocking words came from the knight holding the shield beside Lancelot.

As Galahad, who didn't get along very well with his father, he was quite familiar with his father's problem.

"Of course I know, you don't need to remind me of this."

Coughing a little awkwardly, Lancelot replied.

On the left of Lancelot, that is to say, next to Agguiwen, the Princess Liulitong stood there, guarded by the Knights of the Round Table.